An Neamhnaid Luachmhor 1
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Title
An Neamhnaid Luachmhor 1
Contributor
frances.wilkins
Type
Words
Identifier
991
Alternative Title
The Precious Gem/Pearl
Date Submitted
03/09/2024
Extent
x x
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Lyrics
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn
Cha toirinn bhuam i air luach no prìs
Bha 'n Triùir mun cuairt dhith a sheulaich shuas i
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.
O chì mi càirdean gach là dol clì
Ag iarraidh stòrais nach mòr a nì
Nach bochd an sluagh sibh, mas e 's nach d'fhuair sibh,
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.
Nach bochd an sluagh sibh mur d'fhuair iad i
An tiodhlac luachmhor mun cuala sibh;
Ach thig an uair sam b' e 'n call nach d'fhuair iad
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.
Chì mi aosmhor mar aon san tìr
A' cromadh daonnan ri taobh a' ghlinn;
'S e cheist an d'fhuair iad san rèis san d' ghluais iad
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.
O chì mi òigridh a' còmhnaidh leinn
Le gruaidhean ròsach rinn bòidheach sibh;
'S e dh'fhàgadh snuadhmhor gach nì mun cuairt dhibh
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.
Cha ghabh e luaidh leinn, a luach 's a prìs
'S e gràdh an uain i dha shluagh a chaoidh
Nach bochd nach d'fhuair mi bho m' òige suas i
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.
Nuair bhios an treud nach tug gèill dhan Rìgh
'S a bhinn nan cluasan – "O bhuamsa sibh!"
Nach sona 'n sluagh sin le Neamhnaid luachmhor
Nach toirear bhuapa bhon fhuair iad i.
Oir thig am bàs oirnn 's chan fhàg e sinn
'S a thìr ar n-àraich gu brath cha till;
Bu mhath bhith 'n uair sin fo dhìon a' Bhuachaill'
An Neamhnaid luachmhor a fhuair mi fhìn.
mi fhìn.
Lyrics Translated
The precious pearl I found myself
I would not give it up for anything
The Trinity that surrounded her
The precious Pearl which I got myself.
O, I see relatives each day going astray
Seeking happiness
But how poor a people you are, that you didn’t get
The precious Pearl which I got myself.
But how poor the people if you didn’t find it
The precious gift of which you heard
But the time will come that it will be a loss
That you didn’t find the precious pearl which I got myself.
I see an old person like one of the land
Always bending down by the side of the glen
The question is whether they got in the journey which moved them
The precious pearl which I got myself.
O, I see youths who are in our company
Which rosie cheeks that made you pretty
But what leave everything about you beautiful
Is the precious pearl which I got myself.
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Because death will come upon us and will not leave us
And to the place where we were reared we will never return
It would be good then to be under the protection of the Shepherd
The precious pearl which I got myself.
Translationi by Gillebride MacMillan
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Citation
“An Neamhnaid Luachmhor 1,” SHADES, accessed April 26, 2025, https://seinn.org/omeka/items/show/1516.
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